What can I say that isn’t a cliche?
I’ve given birth in my kitchen on purpose.
I’ve given birth alone. in my bedroom. omg the horror.
I’ve watched sunsets with friends.
Bbq’ed my ass off.
I have some flaws and I’m not afraid to show them.
Danced hard, loved harder, partied hardest.
I make great lattes.
I get along with most of my ex’s.
I play wow.
I raided hardcore for a long time and I don’t regret it.
I am far from perfect.
I write about lots of junk, mostly cooking, love, wow, men, children, and natural things.
I’m not sarcastic.
I’m more complicated than you can imagine, but simple like you won’t forget.
I’ve had epic romances that started with ‘hello’. twice.
I cuss. A lot.
I love sushi.
I really believe that if you put love into a cheese sammich, the person who’s eating that cheese sammich is going to feel that love. Ask my gramma, she made the best cheese sammiches ever. Sammich.
I try and put love into every creation I make in my kitchen so the person I’m serving knows that I care about them.
I don’t feed people I don’t like.
But I do like most people.